For Someone who left me when I was younger, I struggled here and there.
I struggled day and night, but you know what, I turned out quite alright.
For someone who says they love and care for me, I don't see how when I'm always alone.
But I've met others along the way, and they're with me, they're something that I can call home.
For someone who understands, you really don't know me.
Instead you'd let me suffer, and leave me be.
I've got others who are here there for me, a place to call home, for someone just like me.
